Vacant. Two space helmets resting on chairs. Electronic hum. Lights on the helmets begin to signal one another. Moments of silence. A yellow light goes on. Electronic hum. A green light goes on in front of one helmet. Electronic pulsing sounds. A red light goes on in front of the other helmet. An electronic conversation ensues. Reaches a cresendo.

Negligent damned aliens instead transport dangerous (very dangerous) cargo, busy watching the intergalactic pornokanala. It is the fault of those two falls to Earth giant cocoon, filled with unimaginable creepy creatures from outer hell. Mankind is powerless to deal with an armada of monsters. And now Washington reminds Zulu village - and the